The Wrong Woman

Since Imogen had moved on, there was no need to avoid Ethan anymore.

She answered the call and put the phone to her ear.

"Hello."

Ethan said with a displeased voice, "Imogen, where did you move to? Your parents said you left with that guy?"

Imogen replied, "He's my husband, not 'that guy.""

"Where are you?"

"That's none of your business."

"Imogen!" Ethan shouted.

She knew he was angry from listening to his voice. She found it ridiculous, so she replied, "Ethan, I'm married now. It's normal for me to live with my husband. I don't owe you an explanation about where I am." Ethan said earnestly, "Imogen, you know I'm worried about you. How long have you known this stranger before marrying him? Do you know his personality? Do you really know what kind of person he is? What if he mistreats you?"

Imogen was speechless.

She surpassed her emotions as she said clearly, "Hey, you're my childhood friend, so I still consider you a friend, but that's all you are. Know your place. You have no right to interfere in my marriage.

or not is none of your concern. You should worry more about

you

with the conversation, so she hung up

that, she walked onto the

it

received a text from

I regret it so much now. Imogen, can we go back to how

you, and I don't like you. Stop harassing me,

her with

lying

to like me

fault and I regret it so much. Every day, I've been thinking of divorcing Scarlett. If she weren't pregnant, I would have come back to you."

anymore, so she immediately

she felt

subway, she went to the supermarket to buy some meat, vegetables, and

she happily walked back to the luxurious villa

her lucky star. Not only was he handsome, but he also seemed to bring

had gone smoothly. Her life was getting